I just spent the last two days learning from coaches who have been in the trenches training athletes for years. I cannot express enough how much I enjoy and appreciate that rich truth of training. These coaches were not info marketers wearing the mask of coaches, their personal stories of their coaching journey/evolution and lessons learned/mistakes made along the way was genuine, what I resonate with, because it is the truth, some gurus portray themselves as gods, as if they have never made mistakes, and are immune to them, above them.

One presenter who’s real world experience is vast compared to today’s internet only coaches talk about working on his FIRST book, yet there are school teachers and people who have worked jobs in a cubicle for years writing books on the secrets of training. Who have no case histories nor the integrity to collect data/results in the gym for several years to display concrete proof before writing about it or creating a product, so they regurgitate methodology, repackage it and sell it.

I have recently deleted such coaches from my friends list for lack of professional respect. You have gym owners who have no clue about training, who don’t go to seminars, don’t care too, yet front as coaches and being professional. Giving shake and bake, cut & paste program design

Reading books is one thing, but to speak with the authors of some and ask them questions is another, to speak with presenters and pick their brains more after the lecture is gold.

I value the strength/conditioning friends I enjoy talking and am good friends with because they are just as proactive and discuss what they are doing with what they have learned at a conference, seminar, or book in the gym, their goals of athletic development, creating champions and who suggest courses, conferences, and books to me as well.

You become like those who you surround yourself with, seek the real coaches, learn from their real life lessons, their humility of the process, let the suckers who are born every minute deal with the info marketers whom have never created any successful sustained proof of their competence training athletes, yet who claim to possess the secrets of training. LOL………

Competing isn’t easy, and that’s why only a certain breed can do it, more so the training while maintaining the discipline of it to effectively compete. That’s why there IS that disconnect from the spectator and the competitor.

The spectator lacks what the competitor displays, courage, discipline, and the essential character needed to withstand the grind of it all. Becoming very jealous and envious of them. While the spectator turns into a naysayer because while being consumed by their self doubly and sheer laziness the competitor overcomes that little voice doing work anyways every day.

The competitors strengths expose the spectators weakness.

The spectators are often the ones with their hands out in life anyway, ungrateful, reacting to life, blaming circumstances, filled with envy and jealously of others wondering when will THEY get lucky, lucky! lol, don’t get me started on that.

The spectators are often family, friends, and their significant other.

This IS reality. This IS the price to pay to dare and be great.

Others that spectate out of fear, RESENT that courage and strength.

Spectators often seethe inside.

They often wish for failure when they compete and are often the ones who fake being upset with the competitors defeat with the truth being they are happy they failed because they are down at the spectator’s level for a brief moment.

The spectators only see winning and losing while the seasoned competitor acknowledges only growth in both.

They WIN period, because they celebrate life daily by LIVING it. A winner will often tell you the crowing moment is indeed sweet but the journey up to that point being even sweeter.

The loser NEVER loses because they are forged, changed by their training, their journey, their knowing depths of themselves that would be impossible to have been discovered without the intense, relentless training, by partaking in life, jumping in it, living it, while not watching it all go by as the spectator does, with them wondering what the fuck happened along the way.

To those of you who grind daily, celebrate life, silence your inner voices of fear, to chase your dreams….